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[title] => Attention
[time] => 2004-09-11 22:42:46
[hometext] => Incorporating the lyric: 'The ranks of the freaks who suspect, they’ll never love anyone' by Aimee Mann
[bodytext] => Attention: The ranks of the freaks Who suspect, they’ll never love anyone And whose sombre commandant never speaks Traipse in a vast phalanx, under a hostile sun An implacable procession over arid sand For a hundred thousand arduous miles And the desiccating climate of that land Subtly torments those stoic spartan files Through dunes utterly devoid of animation Stretching endlessly beyond the horizon haze Yet flanked by fecund, diverse vegetation Still they march unwavering, consumed by malaise A slow demise, alone, together, in the desert. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Max [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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